81: Truth

CHRISTY:

Mom no longer answered. I thought she put down the phone, but when I checked, she did not. The line was still connected.

Mom cleared her throat. "Oh, you saw it? I was about to tell you about it, but then you find out first,” she muttered nonchalantly.

I gritted my teeth.

No ounce of guilt in her voice? I never thought she could be this evil. She was not like this.

"What a liar you are, Mom. you have no plans of telling me. What you are about to do is escape and who knows? Marry that gold digger? He is your sugar baby for crying out loud! He is only after your money!" I screamed, no longer having an ounce of control.

Could you blame me? My own mother had betrayed her family over some bastard whom I never knew where she met.

"You foolish girl! Shut your fucking mouth!" she chastised. "David would never do that. He loved me."

David was his name? And she was defending him?

I scoffed. "He loved you? No. You open your eyes. He loved your money. The reason you were always ask